Wow! I have been doing this diary for a month. Do I win a prize? No? Never mind, I’m going to keep doing it anyway.
It took a month but I finally did the inevitable today. I hooked up our long-dormant Wii and spent a few hours playing games on my own: mostly the old, easy ones on the Wii Sports disc and a little bit of NBA Jam. And I still suck as much as I did when Charlie would humiliate me repeatedly a decade ago. It was fun and I will probably do it again tomorrow. Terrific escapism.
Went for a walk on my own in the afternoon up around Gatton Road. It was another nice, sunny day with that clear blue sky that has been a permanent feature of this lockdown. Warm enough to go out in a t-shirt. Not bad for April.
Then this evening I finally did a #TimsTwitterListeningParty because @TimBurgess was spinning one of my very favourite records: Bring it On by @gomeztheband and it was great fun listening with loads of other fans and reading tweets by @OtwellBen, @MrTomGray and @iballmd. Such a great idea and it’s really helping a lot of people get through this thing. I took Charlie to see the Mez at the Forum in Kentish Town two years ago in May (that’s us at the gig).
Well it has been a pretty shit day that turned from bad to worse just after I posted yesterday’s entry. I made the classic mistake of checking Twitter one last time before I put the lights out and learned that Adam Schlesinger, who was in Fountains of Wayne, one of my favourite bands, had died from Covid-19. It was like being punched in the stomach. I wrote about meeting him once, almost, over on Facebook. He was a great songwriter along with Chris Collingwood.
So I didn’t sleep that well and then of course today I learned that Ed Farmer, former White Sox pitcher and their radio play-by-play man for 30 years, had also died. I knew he had not been well and hadn’t been on many of the Sox spring training broadcasts, but it was still another body blow. Owing to the time difference I spent a lot of nights in bed with my earphones in listening to Farmio and DJ on the radio. I have really been missing baseball and recently discovered all of last season’s White Sox radio broadcasts were archived on TuneIn Radio, and had been listening to a few this past week. It might be a while before I can listen to another one. Ed Farmer was a great announcer who knew the game inside out and had a dry sense of humour. He was Chicago through and through. The city has lost a favourite son.
The worst part is I think we’re all going to have to get used to losing people who mean a lot to us in the days ahead.
The Lemonheads, originally uploaded by rridey.
Evan Dando & Co at the Shepherd’s Bush Empire in London tonight. Another great gig in what’s been a year of great gigs.
David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Roger Waters and Rick Wright on stage together for the first time in 24 years at Live 8 in London last night. Seeing Pink Floyd play (Breath, Money, Wish You Were Here and Comfortably Numb) was the highlight of an amazing day. Sadly, this was the only decent shot I got of them, as after 10 hours of music, the batteries in my camera were all but dead.
My Live 8 Slideshow
R.E.M. performing at Live 8 in Hyde Park yesterday. I took a lot of photos (slideshow in the works) but this one is probably one of the best.
I saw the Floyd live, and they were beyond amazing – as was the entire day. More and better photos tomorrow.
Pat Metheny and his group performing earlier tonight at the Hammersmith Apollo. What an amazing group of musicians. At some point during the performance, each had played at least four instruments, and even the drummer strapped on a bass guitar – while he was still playing the drums! They played the new album, The Way Up, in its entirety, non-stop, all 68 minutes of it. Here’s about 50 seconds’ worth of The Way Up.
That’s Ben Folds down there somewhere at the piano. Alice and I saw him tonight at the Hammersmith Apollo. He’s a genius … what more can I say? Other than go see him, and buy his latest CD, Songs For Silverman.